With My Broken Body, I Beg You All to Enter Hell

[Reborn + revenge + everyone gets their comeuppance + physical and emotional torment + unhinged heroine]

In her previous life, Li Weixi was the lowest of the low in the Li household, treated like livestock.

Her birth father ignored her, and her stepmother feigned kindness. They forced her to fight wild dogs for food and gave her to an abusive nobleman as a plaything, all to secure a bright future for her half-sister.

She once saw her fiancé, Shi Xu, as her only lifeline and loved him like a moth drawn to a flame. In return, he personally handed her a bowl of sterilization soup.

“Weixi, Jiao’er is kindhearted. Don’t you dare dream of taking the position of principal wife. Go to the Chen Duke’s residence and serve as a death soldier in her place.”

In that abyss, known as the “hunting ground of power,” her collarbones were pierced, and she froze to death in the depths of winter.

When she opened her eyes again, she had returned to the year she came of age.

This time, Li Weixi would neither run nor beg for love.

She had no extraordinary wisdom, only a heart full of hatred that could never be washed clean.

Like a clumsy madwoman, she tore apart her dignity and ruined her own reputation. She used her broken body as bait, dragging her birth father, stepmother, scumbag, and the powerful one by one into hell.

But just as she dug out with her own hands the “red mole” in her heart and became a vengeful wraith through and through, those who had trampled her began, one after another, to awaken memories of their previous lives!

Her birth father repented and slapped himself. Her stepmother fell to her knees and begged for mercy.

And Shi Xu, who had coldly watched her suffer every humiliation in her previous life, knelt in the mud with bloodshot eyes, holding out their marriage contract and begging her to turn back.

“Weixi, I remember now... Please, look at me one more time.”

But right in front of him, Li Weixi destroyed with her own hands the marriage contract she had begged for across two lifetimes. She smiled, bitter and triumphant:

“General, affection that comes too late is filthier than dog food.”

[Warning: The heroine really is unhinged.]